Pastor Rachel listened carefully and quietly, only interrupting me a few times asking how I felt in different situations. Did I feel ashamed when peop...le watched? Why did I appear to like anal sex more than normal sex and did I enjoy the pain of being spanked and lightly caned on my bare bottom? Lots of other questions too.Eventually, I was silent, amazed that I had revealed so much in my confession to Pastor Rachel who sat quietly, not saying anything for a few minutes and then in soft voice. What about your mother?”“She’ll miss me, of course, but she’s fixed financially.”“There is at least that,” responded Grant in a tone that expressed both concern and relief.Grant turned to Eric, and asked, “With all this healing going on, what about your health issues?”“We’ll have to monitor my sugar and my heart for a while, but I suspect you’re right. Drew has limped for more than ten years due to the bullet wound to his knee, but now even the scar is gone. When he first tried to stand after. Let’s keep going.”We started walking down the pathway. After a few minutes, some things that resembled skeletons, but weren’t, arose from the pathway. Serana and I both used spells to kill them before they could get close. Just past them, the soul of a man wearing armor stood in the middle of the path. “You’ve got to help me! Save my Arvak! He doesn’t deserve to be here.”“Calm down. What are you talking about?”“Arvak! My horse. We came to this horrible place together. We were attacked by. What the fuck? How far did I run? I really needed to get one of those runner’s watches that kept track. I called up a map and tried to recreate what I’d run. I remembered where the women I’d started with turned off. And passing a corner just after I’d lost sight of the couple who were running ahead of me. I was sure I’d turned on the next road. But 700 was two miles north of there. I tabulated it up and realized I’d run ten miles in two hours. Ten twelve-minute miles.I sat in the front seat of.